The Human Heart Likes A Little Disorder

[she] Knew That It Was Not Precisely A Body That One Loved. One Loved The Man Who Shone Out Through The Eyes And Used Its Mouth To Smile And Speak.

Beauty Is Precious, You See, And The More Beautiful Something Is, The More Precious It Is; And The More Precious It Is The More It Hurts Us That It Will Fade Away; And The More We Are Hurt By Beauty, The More We Love The World.

Love Itself Is What Is Left Over When Being "in Love" Has Burned Away, And This Is Both An Art And A Fortunate Accident.

An Adversarial Family Law System Raises The Stakes Unnecessarily High, Exacerbates The Antagonism Of The Couples Concerned, And Is Directly Responsible For Making It Impossible For Couples Who Would Otherwise Have Reconciled To Do So.

The Human Heart Likes A Little Disorder In Its Geometry.